Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3257

?Chapter 3257 Getting Creative (Part 2)

Solus didn't reply to the Chronicler, uncertain about what to do.

'If I heal myself, I can try to escape but I would also waste precious energy and allow the Yggdrasill to torture me again. If I don't, however, there's only so much I can do.' The stone ring was chipped and cracked and her four limbs were still broken.

'Screw it. Without a host, I can't escape. I can't even match a single Chronicler

Ma'shol sent a tendril of Spirit Magic to retrieve the ring but Solus stopped it with her own. The Chronicler clicked her tongue in annoyance and bent over to pick up the ring. She was halfway up after collecting it when Solus had the ring manifest its full weight. The elf fell forward, her hand crushed between the cell's floor and the stone ring.

As the stone ring dug through Ma'shol's flesh Solus activated the Bleed to feed upon the Chronicler's life force and restore her energy reserves.

"Fool!" The elf cut her hand off at the wrist and the stump immediately stopped bleeding, her flesh mending itself.

A new hand made of Yggdrasill wood sprouted out of the wrist, turning into flesh and bones as soon as it was completely formed.

"Did you really think that would work? We Chroniclers are at one with the Tree!" Ma'shol's Yggdrasill staff shapeshifted into a hammer and its Davross blade turned liquid and coated the hammerhead.

The hammer struck the stone ring with all the elf's might, producing a silvery noise and deepening the cracks.

"Stop resisting and follow me!" Another tendril of Spirit Magic was blocked and another strike followed.

This time the cracks spread and fragments of the ring flew through the room.

'Fuck you!' Solus cried feeling her body and tower falling apart but she refused to yield. "Have it your way." Ma'shol struck again, the cracks were now so deep and wide that the stone ring was seconds away from falling apart.

The Bleed overrode Solus' orders, saving her life and mending her wounds.

'No, you idiot!' She tried and failed to override the protocols left by her mother. "The Yggdrasill can't kill me. You're doing what they want! Once I run out of power, I won't be able to resist anymore.'

"You should have obeyed. The elf struck again. "All this suffering could have been avoided." Another blow, just strong enough to bring the tower to the brink of destruction but no further.

Ma'shol could witness Solus' despair with Soul Vision. She could see the aura of the tower grow weaker and dwindle.

Just two more hits and-'

And it was then that it happened.

A black chain bolted from the edge of the Fringe toward the cell.

'What is that?"The Yggdrasill activated the magical formation in the space between Lith and Solus.

Elemental sealing arrays, space compressing arrays, spirit barriers and spells stood against the chain that phased through them like they were illusions.

'It's not any form of magic I know and if it was a bloodline ability, my control over the world energy should at least slow it down." The World Tree pondered. 'What is that thing made of?

Ma'shol hammered at the ring that was reduced to a bunch of gravel held together by spit and magic. The chain passed through walls, spells, and the Chronicler's body, finally reaching its target.